It was another hot, summer day in the suburbs. The sun was shining down, casting golden rays on the empty streets. For 18-year old Erica, it was just another day of babysitting for the Johnson family. She had been doing it for a couple of years now, and while the job was sometimes less than exciting, it paid well enough for her to save up for school.
As she arrived at the Johnson’s big, white house, Erica noticed that something was different that day. Mr. Johnson, a successful businessman, was home early from work. And as she walked into the living room, she saw him sitting on the couch, sipping on a glass of whisky.
“Erica, my dear, come here,” Mr. Johnson called out, gesturing for her to sit next to him. “I wanted to have a word with you.”
Erica felt a tingle of nervousness run through her body. Mr. Johnson had all the time been nice to her, but he was also a bit intimidating. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a rugged, handsome face. In his suit and tie, he looked like someone who was used to calling the shots.
“What’s up, Mr. Johnson?” Erica asked, trying to sound casual.
“I wanted to talk to you about something that’s been on my mind for a while now,” he said, taking a sip of his drink. “You see, Erica, ever since you started working for us, I’ve been noticing something about you. Something that I find very… alluring.”
Erica’s heart skipped a beat. Was he hitting on her? She had heard stories about older men preying on young, innocent girls like her. But she couldn’t deny that there was something exciting about Mr. Johnson’s gaze, something that made her feel… powerful.
“What do you mean, Mr. Johnson?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.
“I mean that you’re a beautiful girl, Erica. And I can’t help but feel a certain attraction to you.”
Erica blushed, not quite sure what to say. She had never been flirted with so openly before.
“I’m… I’m not sure I understand,” she stammered.
Mr. Johnson leaned closer to her, his face just inches from hers.
“I think you do, Erica. I think you understand perfectly. And I think you want it, too.”
Erica’s heart was racing now. Was Mr. Johnson right? Did she want him? The wondered was both terrifying and exhilarating.
“I… I don’t know what to say,” she murmured, looking down at her hands.
“You don’t have to say anything, Erica,” Mr. Johnson said, putting a hand on her knee. “Just let me show you how good it can feel.”
And with that, he leaned in and kissed her. It was a deep, passionate kiss, and Erica felt her body respond to it almost immediately. She was kissing her boss, a man twice her age… and she was enjoying it.
The next few hours were a blur of lust and desire. Mr. Johnson took Erica to his bedroom, showing her all the methods he could pleasure her. He kissed every inch of her body, making her moan and writhe in pleasure. He made her cum multiple times, in methods that she had never experienced before. And through it all, Erica couldn’t help but feel like she was being seduced by an older, wiser lover.
As the sun began to set, Erica snuck out of Mr. Johnson’s house, her body still humming with pleasure. She knew that what had happened between them was wrong, forbidden even. But she also knew that she wanted more of it. She wanted to be the babysitter who had seduced her boss, the forbidden fruit that he could never withstand.
And so the next time she was asked to babysit for the Johnson family, Erica knew what she had to do. She would be the one in control this time, the one calling the shots. And she couldn’t wait to see what Mr. Johnson had in store for her.